CHESS MONSTER AT UNION SQUARE PARK, MANHATTAN- MOVIE “THE PASSER-BYE” TRYING TO GET A TRAUMATISED NEW YORKER TO PLAY CHESS WITH ME, THE HOMELESS GUY, WITH TAUNTS SUCH AS….
This is like fuckin’ a frigid women. I’m making all the moves here, Boris Spassky!
Hey Bobby Fisher, pigeons are gonna start sittin’ and shittin’ on your head, if you don’t start movin’ soon.
I’m going to hell eventually. Don’t make me late.
I’ve got garbage cans to go thru before I sleep. I’m fighting rats for my meals and the dinner rush is coming up.
I’d like to play a game of chess before global warming makes us all extinct.
Somebody set this guy on fire to make him move.
This is like a whole month in Bangkok, Bobby Fisher. We’re here to play chess, not make hemorrhoids!
Pretend this board’s a naked blond and make a move, Boris Spassky.
Hey, they’re bombing the Bowery; make a move before they start strafing Union Square.
My mother moved more at her funeral, than this guy. AND I had more fun.
I’m here to play chess, not think deep thoughts about stem cell research.
Hey, any signs of life over there, or are the brain waves flat lining.
This game of chess is like trying to find life on Mars, one water molecule at a time.
Hey Duffy Square, I got tickets to Mama Mia next decade, I don’t wanna be late.
Hey, I ain’t got all day, Bobby Fisher. I’m gotta panhandle the theater crowd.
Hey Ted Bundy, you’re killin’ me here. Pretend I’m a cute coed and make a move already.
Hey Betty Davis eyes, look at me! It’s your move, moron.
Boris Spassky, it’s your move.
Hey Bobby fuckin’ Fisher, it’s your move.
Hey Day of the Living Dead, it’s your move, motherfucker.
Grand Chess Master Flash, bust a move already.
Sunday, October 18
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